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An Address Delivered by 

Dn Francis Henry Wade 

to the 

Officers and Men 

of the 

United States Naval Reserves 

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CAMP DEWEY, NEW LONDON, CONN. 
Sunday, July 22nd., 1917 



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Officers and Men of Camp Dewey: 

I remind myself to-day of an aged colored 
clergyman in the South who was arrested on a 
charge of having abstracted a chicken from the 
hen roost of one of his flock. He was brought 
before a learned colored justice for a hearing. 
After considering the evidence carefully, the 
learned colored justice was convinced that while 
there could be no moral doubt of the clergyman^s 
guilt, the testimony was not suflSciently strong 
from a legal standpoint to warrant his being held 
for court and he discharged him in the following 
words: **The opinion of dis court am that 
Brudder Jasper didn't steel dat chicken, tho 
every one of us knows he did ; and now Brudder 
Jasper get right down on your knees in dis here 
court and thank the good Lord that he done let 
you steal that chicken and live through with- 
out getting found out.'' 

I had thought that after a very strenuous 
lecture tour, covering a period of many months, 
during which I spoke from four to six times 
every week, and frequently preached on Sun- 
day, that I might be able to spend a few weeks 
vacation at my seashore home on Cape Cod with- 
out getting found out, but it seems the officers 
of Camp Dewey have found me out, and that is 
why I am here to-day. 



Since the present world-war began, we have 
heard a great deal of talk about the German 
fatherland, or the German Vaderland, if you want 
to pronounce it that way. We have heard a great 
deal of talk about the affection of the German- 
Americans for their fatherland; about the love 
of the German people in America for their father- 
land. We have heard that kind of talk until we 
are sick of it and disgusted with it. For every 
man and woman who lives under the protecting 
folds of the American flag and enjoys the liberty, 
the happiness, the prosperity and all the other 
blessings which it insures to them, there must 
be only one fatherland. That fatherland should 
be, and by the Eternal it shall be, the United 
States of America. 

No man can be a German and an American at 
the same time. No man can be part German and 
part American. He must be either one or the 
other wholly and completely, Jesus Christ said, 
'*No man can serve two masters, for either he 
will love the one and hate the other, or he will 
hate the one and love the other.'' No man can 
serve Germany and the United States, for either 
he will love Germany and hate the United States 
or he will hate Germany and love the United 
States. The man who has a home and a living 
under the protecting folds of the flag of the 
United States, and yet, at a time when the United 
States is engaged in a death struggle with 
Germany for our national existence, will aid 
Germany by thought, word or deed, is a traitor, 



blacker than Judas Iscariot, blacker than hell, 
and like Judas Iscariot should be burned in hell 
fire. 

Many years ago there was a political party in 
this country called the Know Nothings, whose 
motto was "America for Americans.'^ That 
should be the motto of every true and loyal 
American to-day. Don't misunderstand me. I 
do not mean for one moment that we should bar 
the doors of America against men of foreign 
birth. On the contrary, we should give the 
heartiest possible welcome and the gladest possi- 
ble hand of brotherhood and good fellowship to 
every foreigner who comes to our shores, no 
matter whether he is a German, an Austrian, a 
Bulgarian, a Frenchman, an Irishman, an Eng- 
lishman or what you will, PROVIDED that if 
that foreigner intends to reside in the United 
States and to get a home and a living here, he 
renounces, the moment his feet touch American 
soil, all allegiance of every kind, character and 
description whatsoever to any and every foreign 
power, and resolves, from that moment, with all 
the force and earnestness of his being, that from 
that day, until his death, he will be a true and 
loyal American. 

We must keep America for that kind of Ameri- 
cans and that kind of Americans only. All others 
should be deported at once and never again per- 
mitted to set foot on American soil. 

We don't want any disloyal, half hearted, half 
way Americans, we don't want any hyphenated 



Americans, we don't want any sham Americans. 
Above all, at this crisis of our history, we don't 
want any sham patriots. 

A famous old New England divine was invited 
to make the principal prayer at a Fourth of July 
celebration in New England many years ago. 
When he arose to make that prayer he spoke only 
these words and then resumed his seat: "From 
all sham patriots, good Lord deliver us.'' 

That should be the prayer of every true and 
loyal American to-day. ''From all sham patriots 
good Lord deliver us." 

When the present world war first broke out, 
many people in the countries of the allies asked 
what they were fighting for. In England it was 
thought necessary to issue a statement to the 
people telling them what they were fighting for. 
It is no longer necessary to ask that question. 
We all know now what we are fighting for. We 
are fighting for decency against indecency, for 
honor against dishonor, for civilization against 
the foulest and most ferocious savagery that has 
ever blotted the fair page of the world's history. 
We are fighting to avenge the thousands — yes, 
the tens of thousands of Belgian maids and 
matrons who have been insulted, outraged and 
dishonored. We are fighting to save our mothers, 
sisters, sweethearts and wives from a similar fate 
— always the fate of many of the women of every 
country which Germany invades and conquers. 
We are fighting to overturn the throne of the 
Hohenzollerns, accursed symbol of despotism. 



brutality, blood and cruelty, and to erect upon 
its ruins a government of the people, by the peo- 
ple and for the people. We are fighting for 
democracy against autocracy. 

What do we mean when we say democracy? I 
think the best definition of democracy, which can 
be given, is that it means the organization of 
society upon the principle of recognition of the 
individual — recognition of the individual as a 
separate and distinct entity and not a mere mole- 
cule or infinitesimal particle of the State ; recogni- 
tion of the rights of the individual and especially 
that right written into the Declaration of Inde- 
pendence by Thomas Jefferson, the right to life, 
liberty and the pursuit of happiness ; recognition 
of the two great facts, also written into the Decla- 
ration of Independence by Thomas Jefferson, that 
there can be no government without the consent 
of the governed and that all men are born free and 
equal. 

Before we send many of the bravest, brightest 
and best of our young men to fight, bleed and die 
for democracy on foreign soil ; before we send the 
best blood of our country to be shed for de- 
mocracy on the already blood-drenched battle 
fields of Europe, we must be very sure that we 
have established and will always maintain a true 
and genuine democracy in our own country — a 
democracy in which it will be impossible for any 
man, because of greater wealth, better education, 
higher social position, or any mere accident of 



birth, to assume or claim superiority over any 
other man. 

Have we a democracy of that kind in the United 
States of America at the present time? I don't 
believe we have. 

In Philadelphia a firm known as Bailey, Banks 
and Biddle, publish a book which gives the name, 
the purposes and the insignia of every hereditary 
society — patriotic and otherwise — in this coun- 
try, and if you write them they will be glad to 
send you a copy of it. 

In that book I find the name, the purposes and 
the insignia of an organization calling itself "The 
Society of Americans who are Descended from 
Royal Blood." What do you think of that in the 
United States of America, in the twentieth cen- 
tury, at a time when the best part of mankind are 
engaged in a death struggle for absolute de- 
mocracy? 

The Society of Americans who are Descended 
from Royal Blood! Doesn't that cause a sesimic 
disturbance in the summit of your dome? 

The Society of Americans who are Descended 
from Royal Blood ! Do you know what the condi- 
tion of the Royal Blood of Europe is to-day? It is 
full of the vilest, filthiest, foulest, most loathsome 
disease, the result of vicious indulgence, and it 
flows in the veins of some of the lowest, the most 
degraded, the most despicable, the most disgust- 
ing sexual perverts that have ever cursed the 
earth, whom every self-respecting man or woman 



is legally and morally justified in killing on sight, 
as every sexual pervert should be killed. 

The emperors and empresses, kings, queens, 
lords and ladies, earls, dukes and pukes in whose 
veins it flows are rotting away and dying, as the 
fool dieth, with curses on their lips and a leer on 
their haggard, painted faces. 

The Society of Americans who are Descended 
from Royal Blood ! If I thought I had one drop of 
the royal blood of Europe in my veins and I knew 
in what part of my body that royal blood was 
located, so help me God I would take out my 
lancet and open a vein and drain out every drop 
of European royal blood there was in me so quick- 
ly that it would make your head swim ! 

The Society of Americans who are Descended 
from Royal Blood ! In the United States of Ameri- 
ca, in the twentieth century, and in view of the 
present attitude of the whole world toward de- 
mocracy, the man or woman who will stand up 
and not only admit but actually boast that they 
are Descended from the Royal Blood of Europe, 
must be more completely lost to all sense of com- 
mon pride, common decency and common shame 
than the poor street walkers, charitable and 
otherwise, who prowl the streets of every large 
city by night, selling their bodies and souls for a 
drink, or a supper, or a dollar to whomever will 
pay the price. 

The Society of Americans who are Descended 
from Royal Blood ! The only blood that is really 
royal — the only blood which deserves the name 



of royal — is the blood of manhood. The blood 
that flows in the veins of a strong, brave, true, 
noble man. 

Solomon, the wisest man who ever lived, has 
written, "The glory of young men is their 
strength,'^ and no truer words were ever penned. 
The glory of young men is their strength! 
Strength of body, strength of mind, strength of 
purpose, strength of righteousness. 

If you take a strong, brave, true, noble man and 
tack onto him the title of Emperor or King, or 
Lord, or Duke, or puke, you do not elevate him, 
you only degrade him. All such titles of snob- 
bery are but the guinea stamp, the man's the 
gold for all that. 

There is another kind of democracy which has 
manifested itself of late in our country and which 
is masquerading under the guise of patriotism. 
In the city of Boston, which is not a thousand 
miles from where I maintain two of my homes, 
one of the most prominent labor leaders recently 
published a statement in which he charged that 
the society women of that city are exploiting its 
poor working girls to aggrandize themselves. 

In his published statement that labor leader 
charged that some of the society women of 
Boston have had their pictures published in 
the Sunday newspapers with the statement 
that they have given up their homes, their 
time and effort to making garments for 
our soldiers. Then they go down into the 
sweat shops and other garment shops, and 

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invite the poor girls, who are toiling there 
nine or ten hours a day for a livelihood, to come 
to the homes of those society women in the even- 
ing to make clothing for our soldiers. When those 
poor girls, in the purest, truest and noblest spirit 
of self sacrifice and patriotism, went to those 
homes, those society women set them to work, 
but did not one stroke of work themselves, mere- 
ly lolling around on easy chairs and bossing the 
job. 

That labor leader, in his published statement, 
made a specific charge against a certain society 
woman living on Beacon Street. I presume you 
know that Beacon Street is supposed to be the 
very hotbed of the old, worn-out, washed-out, 
exclusive, blue-blooded, so-called aristocracy of 
Boston, and I don^t know anything, on the face 
of God's green earth, that is more utterly pitiful, 
more utterly despicable than an old worn-out, 
snobbish aristocracy. 

That labor leader charges that the society 
woman in question, after luring a number of 
those poor, toil-worn garment makers to her 
home one night after they were worn out by their 
day's toil, showed them an immense pile of 
cloth, which, she said, they must transform into 
clothing for our soldiers and for use by the Red 
Cross. 

''Madam,'' said one of those poor girls, "Have 
you provided sewing machines with which to do 
the work?" 

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''Sewing machines!'^ exclaimed the woman, 
throwing up her hands in holy horror, ''No sewing 
machines must be used in making garments for 
our soldiers or for the Red Cross. Every stitch 
must be made by hand/' 

After setting the girls to work she told them 
that she had a headache and would have go up- 
stairs to lie down. It was then eight o'clock in the 
evening. At midnight, four hours later, that so- 
ciety woman came down stairs again, and with 
an angelic smile on her face told those poor girls 
that her headache was better and they could go 
home. 

We don't want any democracy or patriotism of 
that kind in this country. We must have a 
democracy in which it shall be impossible for any 
one class of people to patronize or pauperize any 
other class. 

In enumerating the objects for which we are 
fighting, we must not forget that we are fighting 
to restore her autonomy to Belgium, to rehabili- 
tate her as a nation. 

All honor to noble little Belgium! God bless 
her! If it had not been for the wonderfully 
game, plucky stand which the brave little Belgi- 
ans made at Liege, by which the march of the 
Germans upon Paris was delayed for more than 
three weeks, that foul epitome of arrogance, self- 
conceit, blasphemy and bluff, known as the 
Kaiser, would have had his officers dine with him 
in Paris — as there is positive proof that he had 

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invited them to do — on the eleventh day of 
August, 1914. 

We honor^and justly so — the French General 
Joffre as the hero of the Battle of the Marne, but 
if it had not been for the wonderfully game, 
plucky stand which the brave little Belgians made 
at Liege, there would never have been any battle 
of the Marne. 

Did you ever see a Belgian in a street fight, or 
a wrestling match? If you ever did, you know 
there is no gamer, pluckier, more resourceful 
fighter in the world. 

The administration at Washington has com- 
plained, and some newspapers and public speak- 
ers in various parts of our country have com- 
plained, of a lack of war enthusiasm on the part 
of the American people. Have you heard about 
the Liberty Loan? Have you heard that it was 
over-subscribed by one billion and thirty-five mil- 
lions of dollars? Do you know, in other words, 
that when the United States government asked 
the American people to loan it two billions of its 
dollars, they tumbled over each other in their 
eagerness to offer to loan it three billions and 
thirty-five millions of those dollars? Does not 
that look to you as though there was some war 
enthusiasm on the part of the American people? 

Yet if there is any lack of war enthusiasm in 
our country, can you wonder at it when the Presi- 
dent of the United States has told the American 
people that the United States does not want one 
inch of territory, that she does not want one 

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penny of war indemnity, that she is fighting sole- 
ly for democracy in the abstract, that she is fight- 
ing to establish democracy abroad, and that all 
her objects in entering this world war are purely 
benevolent, charitable and altruistic? 

As an American who is loyal to the American 
flag and to the United States of America for 
which it stands, in every breath of my nostrils, 
every pulsation of my heart, every drop of my 
blood, and every fibre of my anatomy, I don't 
want the President of the United States, nor any 
other man, to tell me that the United States does 
not want a penny of war indemnity. 

On the contrary, when Germany is forced to 
her knees— which she will be just as surely as 
God Almighty will make the sun rise in those 
heavens tomorrow morning — and when she is 
forced, as she will be, to pay a heavy war indem- 
nity, I believe that a vast majority of the Ameri- 
can people, as true and loyal to the American flag 
and to the United States government as myself, 
will insist that the United States shall receive her 
just proportion of that heavy war indemnity 
which Germany will have to pay. 

It is only right and just that the United States 
should receive her equitable share of that 
war indemnity. She should receive it as com- 
pensation for the vast amount of blood and treas- 
ure she will have expended. She should receive 
it as compensation for the thousands of our 
brave, gallant soldier boys, who will never come 
back home. She should receive it as compensation 

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for those fathers and mothers who will sit by 
their lonely fireside listening for the sound of 
returning footsteps, which they will never hear 
again. 

For the United States to refuse to accept her 
just and proportionate share of the heavy war 
indemnity, which Germany will be forced to pay, 
would be a silly affectation and would place our 
country in an absurd and false position. It would 
seem that she were posing as the arch-type of 
unselfishness and virtue. It would make her 
ridiculous and contemptible in the eyes of all 
the other civilized nations of the earth. 

That grand old American hero. Gen. Andrew 
Jackson, used to say, "To the victors belong the 
spoils,^^ and he was right. To what I have said on 
this subject I can only add, in the immortal words 
of the immortal Patrick Henry, 'If this be 
treason, make the most of it." 

There will be aroused in our country a war en- 
thusiasm which will be boundless when the great 
mass of the American people realize thoroughly 
that we are fighting to prevent world-domination 
by Germany; when they realize that we are fight- 
ing to save our own country from the same horri- 
ble fate which has befallen Belgium, Servia and 
Poland; when they realize that we are fighting 
to prevent the invasion of our own country by a 
horde of German savages at the command of the 
vile Kaiser and his vile Potsdam gang who have 
steeped Germany to the lips in dishonor and 
blood, for let me tell you that if we had not sent 

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our brave, gallant soldier boys abroad to fight 
those German savages on French soil — yes, and 
on German soil too, for they will fight on Ger- 
man soil, please God, before they come back 
home — with the British, and the French, and the 
other allies to help us, we would have had to fight 
them eventually in our own country, single hand- 
ed and alone. 

Many events have occurred since the begin- 
ning of the present world-war, which, when they 
are thoroughly burned into the heart, brain and 
conscience of the great mass of the American 
people, will arouse in them a war enthusiasm 
which will be irresistible and overwhelming. 

Away over in Judea some two thousand years 
ago, an arrogant king named Herod caused the 
murder of all the infants of two years old and 
under throughout his entire dominions. Away 
over in Germany in this twentieth century there 
is an arrogant, bloated, beastial son of Belial 
known as the Kaiser, who has repeatedly an- 
nounced himself — and who always does an- 
nounce himself publicly at every opportunity as 
the confidential friend, patron, adviser and chum 
of Almighty God, who is responsible for the 
murder of more innocent children and for their 
murder in a more brutal, a more cruel, a more 
atrocious manner than King Herod ever was. 

By the sinking of that peaceful ocean liner, the 
Lusitania, alone, upwards of one hundred and 
fifty infants were murdered. That wholesale 
murder of innocents was considered such a great 



cause for rejoicing throughout Germany, that 
every German school child was given a holiday 
to celebrate it, and a German woman — herself a 
mother — actually wrote a hymn glorifying that 
horrible, wholesale murder of little children and 
breathing the deadliest hatred for the English, 
and that hymn v/as taught to the school children 
of Germany and sung daily in the German schools 
for a long time afterward. 

The captains and crews of the German subma- 
rines have proven, by their acts, that those sub- 
marines are not vessels of war in any sense, but 
that they are purely and simply pirate ships, and 
that their captains and crews are pirates. If any 
of those captains or crews are ever captured by 
ships of the United States or of the allies they 
should be treated as all pirates are treated by all 
nations — hanged without delay. 

In a German air raid on London on June 13 of 
this year, German bombs dropped by Germans on 
an English school house, murdered forty-two 
little children, only two of them over five years 
of age, and horribly injured one hundred others. 
Those helpless little children were murdered, 
maimed, mangled, mutilated and rent asunder, 
and their blood, brains and intestines, scattered 
over the desks at which they sat in school. 

Those were little children for whom Jesus- 
Christ died on the cross. Those were little chil- 
dren of whom Jesus-Christ said ''Woe unto the 
man who shall offend one of these little ones. It 
were better for that man that a mill stone were 

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hanged about his neck and that he were drowned 
in the depths of the sea/' 

Yet that arrogant, bloated, beastial son of Be- 
lial, the Kaiser, the confidential friend, patron, 
adviser and chum of Almighty God, who is re- 
sponsible before that God for that wholesale 
murder of innocent little children, is himself the 
father of six sons and one daughter. 

At that horrible crime the angels of God in 
heaven hid their faces with their wings in grief 
and shame, while the devil and his protege, the 
Kaiser, exulted with fiendish glee. 

When the great mass of the American people 
realize thoroughly that we must fight those Ger- 
man savages to save our own American children 
from a similar horrible fate, there will be aroused 
in this country a war enthusiasm which will 
make the very stones of America rise up against 
German savagery. 

The Germans fought with men at Messines and 
Wystchaete and were whipped out of their boots. 
They fought with little children under five years 
of age in London on June 13, 1917, and won a glo- 
rious victory. 

Any nation that will make a wholly unpro- 
voked attact upon defenseless women and help- 
less little children is a nation of cowards. 

I never knew a m_an who would hit a woman 
or a little child, or who would lay his hand upon 
either except in kindness, who had courage 
enough to hit a man. 

There died, not long ago, one of the most 



famous and honored of all Americans — a magni- 
ficent type of perfect American manhood— a 
noble, gallant gentleman, a fearless fighter, and 
one of the greatest naval heroes the world has 
ever known. I want you to listen patiently until 
I speak his name. Then, when I speak it, I want 
you to greet it with rousing cheers. Need I say 
that I refer to the man whose honored name this 
camp is proud to bear. Admiral George Dewey. 

Admiral Dewey has told us that on that May 
morning in 1898, when standing on the bridge of 
his flag ship, the Olympia, he sailed over a net 
work of mines into Manila harbor and fought and 
won the battle of Manila — one of the most 
glorious naval victories in the history of the 
world — and almost came to an open rupture with 
the German fleet then in those waters, the Ger- 
man Rear Admiral von Goetzen spoke to him 
these words : 

*^In about fifteen years from now^^ — remember 
that was in 1898— "My country— Germany— will 
begin a great war. We will go to the United 
States and take New York and Washington and 
hold them for a time. Not permanently, but long 
enough to teach you your proper relation to Ger- 
many. We shall take $2,000,000,000 from New 
York and perhaps some other towns.'' 

Those arrogant, insolent utterances of that 
arrogant, insolent German admiral should be 
printed and scattered broadcast throughout our 
country, and when the great mass of the Ameri- 
can people realize thoroughly that those insolent, 



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arrogant threats against the United States were 
uttered to Admiral Dewey by an arrogant, insolent 
German admiral nineteen years ago at a time 
when Germany was pretending to be our best 
friend, they will do as the English did when 
threatened with invasion by the Spanish Armada 
in the time of Queen Elizabeth, when the whole 
English nation rose up at once like one great, 
strong, angry man to repel that invasion, and 
when the women of England — to their everlasting 
honor be it said^ — stripped off their jewels and 
even tore their wedding rings from their fingers 
and gave them to the government that it might 
he more abundantly supplied with the sinews of 
war. 

It is said on every hand that food must win this 
war. Yet food cannot win it unless the United 
States places an iron clad embargo upon the ex- 
portation of food to any country except the 
countries of our allies. That the neutral nations 
to whom we have been sending food supplies have 
abused our confidence and sold great quantities 
of those supplies to Germ.any, there can be no 
doubt. 

It is proven by the fact that Holland, Denmark, 
Sweden and Norway are obtaining from the 
United States to-day a vastly greater quantity of 
our food supplies than they were obtaining 
before the breaking out of the present world-war 
— in some instances thirteen and even fifteen 
times more now than then. 

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We cannot rely upon the pledges of neutral 
countries not to sell to Germany the food supplies 
we send them. 

Those pledges have been violated in the past. 
What more reason to think that they would be 
respected in the future? 

All shipments of food supplies from the United 
States to any other country except the countries 
of our allies must be absolutely forbidden and pre- 
vented. An iron clad embargo must be placed 
upon them. 

''But/' you will say, ''that would be a great 
hardship for the neutral nations, and would 
practically consign some or all of them to starva- 
tion.'^ 

Very well, let it be so. They have brought it 
upon themselves by their own treachery and base- 
ness in selling our food supplies to Germany. It 
is necessary that they should suffer for the benefit 
of the rest of mankind. They must suffer for 
civilization and righteousness in this holy cru- 
sade against the monster, Germany, just as our 
brave American soldier boys will suffer in the 
trenches and in the hospitals. 

The food embargo which will cause their suffer- 
ing, will hasten our inevitable victory over Ger- 
many and thus save the lives of thousands of 
brave American soldier boys. 

I have spoken of the German pirate ships, the 
so-called submarines, and of the pirates by whom 
they are officered and manned, yet I blush to say 
that there is in our own country to-day a gang of 

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pirates — many of them men of American birth 
and parentage — more shameless, more remorse- 
less, more ferocious and more cruel than any to 
be found on board of German submarines. Need 
I say that I refer to the food pirates? The men 
who are striving to make corners and monopolies 
in the necessaries of life, and thereby force 
them to prices which no self-respecting, honest 
man, I care not how great his wealth, can aif ord, 
as a matter of common decency, to pay. The men 
who are grinding the faces of the poor and put- 
ting the resultant grist into their filthy, greasy 
pockets. To speculate in the necessaries of life at 
any time is a crime, but to do so at a time when 
our country is engaged with Germany in a death 
struggle for our national existence, and when our 
success in that struggle depends upon an abun- 
dant supply of food which can be purchased at 
reasonable prices by the people of our own coun- 
try and the countries of our allies, is a crime so 
dastardly and black that the Devil and his angels 
would blush at the thought of committing it. The 
men who are guilty of it are worse traitors than 
Benedict Arnold, worse traitors than Judas 
Iscariot. 

Let every loyal man and woman seek out these 
pirates. Then let no man clasp their hand. Let 
no man speak to them. Let no man give them 
aid, support or comfort. Let all decent people 
fall away from them as they would fall away from 
a leper. 

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Let their names be anathema, maranatha. Let 
them be consigned forever to obloquy and ostra- 
cism. 

And after the world- war is over, what then? 
What will be its final outcome? 

We all know that this world can never again 
be the same that it was before that war broke out. 
The changes may be for the better, or they may 
be for the worse, yet we all know that political, 
financial, social and economic conditions can 
never again be the same that they were before 
this world-war began. 

Is it too much to hope that when the blood 
drenched battle fields of Europe are covered once 
more with golden grain instead of with the blood 
^nd bones of dead and dying men, and that when 
the smoke of cannon and musketry shall have 
rolled away, there may issue from the chaos of 
war and blood and death, a world nation — a 
federation of all the nations of the earth joined 
together in a union similar in organization and 
purpose to our United States, one and indivisible 
forever, in which the wounds and blood and death 
of battle shall be forever unknown? 

You laugh at such a visionary suggestion. 

*'Ah, no," you say, "that is a Utopian dream 
which can never be realized.'' 

True, perhaps, yet how many Utopian dreams 
have the nineteenth and twentieth centuries seen 
grow into realities. The railroad was a Utopian 
dream once. The electric telegraph was a Utopian 
dream once. The ocean cable, the sewing ma- 

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chine, the typewriter, the electric light, the auto- 
mobile, the phonograph, wireless telegraphy, the 
submarine and the airship were all Utopian 
dreams once. They are all realities now. Is it, 
then, too much to hope that this Utopian dream 
of a world nation, in which the wounds and blood 
and death of war shall be forever unknown, may 
also become a reality? 

Let us pray Almighty God, with all the strength 
of our heart and soul and mind, to bring it about. 

If our prayers are answered, all the vast 
amount of blood and treasure expended in this 
frightful war, which now convulses the earth, 
will not have been a vain, a useless sacrifice. 



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